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The recent past

Finding me

May be its a lame effort to not wear my heart on my sleeve.

The knots bind her life,Engulfing her caged ego,The beauty of dreams shatters,The urge to laugh desecrates,She cries in the mesmerized solitude,Lumbering the dark voids of her mind,The ghosts of her past wriggle by,Unfulfilled expectations haunt,Unanswered questions sneer,Words disappoint her tears,Love culls her faith,Unscathed is her forlorn heart,Searching serenity in happiness bygone,Such is the mystery of life, she breathesSlowly the knots untie,Painful truth spate her fantasy,The woman rises, carnages the child in her,Oh! She bleeds gathering pieces of her chimeras,Surrounded with remorse,Blinded with belief,Alas! She surrenders letting the relentless, that is her life.

Think of what you can do,Not of what you can’t undo, Let the past flutter around,Of future let that be unbound.Keep laughing, Keep dreaming,Create moments that make life worth living, Of reality, consider it an aberration,You are too good for it’s tribulations.Forget the past, Because it’s lost, Look ahead and cast,The longest shadow of mast.There is no truth